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It gets lonely sometimes-especially after being without someone for a year. I am simply craving to be kissed and held.

But first, Sean’s Text message: “Sori, I couldnt make it up wid u on Sat. maybe we should resched?”

That was Sunday and so far, no text from him. He could be very busy-or maybe this undefined relationship is just going nowhere.

PLUS, I have to get What Happened In Bigfish out of my system. Had to go there two weeks ago, Afterwards, I had a much-needed drink at one of those candle-lit low VIP Tables.

“Hey, Angela, its that you?”

It was James, an old High School Friend. Crush ng Bayan Circa 2004. “You look great! As in!” Tall, ripped and with such a dazzling smile, he looked more gorgeous than ever-and he was looking at me over appreciately.

I was extremely flattered. Before, he never paid attention to me. Now, he plopped down beside me on the sofa and we were talking. More drinks came. He stroked my arm. Suddenly, he was very very very close. He was nuzzling my ear. In my tipsy state, it rfelt really really good.

But then, I pulled away. “Uh-sorry” I looked at James in alarm. “Sige, sorry I-I have to go!”

Humiliating, I know. But then again, should I have just given in? Wala lang naman kami ni Sean db?

>>Background Music: Birthday Sex (hehe)

C***** and I have coffee today, at the cafe downstairs. He postponed it twice, but who was I to complain? Were just friends after all ‘di ba?

Convo topics were mostly office chismis and stories from his department, marketing. However, something really revealing happened:

“Here you go, its my treat” C***** slid the tray with two steaming cappucinos on the table in front of me.

“Ha?” I fumbled for my wallet for some cash. “No, here-”

“Marcus waved me off, saying, “Don’t worry, malakas ka sa ‘kin!”

I swear, I practically GLOWED.

“Uh-Oh” C*****’s tone suddenly took on a seriously panocky tone.

“My Ex,” C***** croaked out, grabbing the promo card stand on the table and hiding behind it. A pretty, long-haired girl had just entered the cafe.

Awkward moment! for both of us, I  mean, Obviously, he was still affected. The reason for their break-up?

“She couldn’t understand how I really needed to devote time to my work,” he told me with a big sigh, after she had left-thankfully without catching sight of him. “But after my dad passed away, I’m the only one my family’s counting on to contribute at home.”

I nodded, sympathetically. How very noble-I was more drawn to him than ever. Now, if only I wouldnt feel so insecure.

Still, J***’s not texting me…..

Its been almost a year since my break-up with “The Ex” and it was only this morning that I realized: OMG! I am so ready to have a relatioship again!

One problem: No ONE’s made a move on me-yet. It seems that while I’ve been recovering, all BF-Potential Pinoy guys have been busy HOOKING UP.

Ack! Maybe I should go out more. Maybe I should look around more…like in the MRT or the next hallway?

Ugh. I have to admit that I have a growing crush with J***, A guy I met at my most embarrasing circumstance. We had a few drinks, and I sat beside him at our inuman, he was less chatty, but still managed to make me feel at ease instead of OP. Actually, ang Bait bait nya and very Gentleman xa!

Okay, so for a week after that, we’ve been texting (My term, not his), but its been purely platonic. At least, from his body language at the time we first met, and the way he texted me afterwards.

Sige na nga! there were mixed signals. Only labo text messages like this confuse me more than ever:

HIM: Hey, how’s your day? Hang out tayo sometime?

ME: Sure! Tom at Bigfish?

HIM: Cge, text u muna on friday to confirm. Myt hav some studies to do pa.

**What d fuck? Ano ba talaga?

>Music Background: Insomnia